But the Hong Ling rushed all the way, and the tired war horse kept foaming at her mouth. Fortunately, there was an inn every hundred miles beside the official road, which allowed him to transfer horses to continue running.

The horse could rest, but Hong Ling was unable to rest. He passed seven stations along the way and transferred seven war horses, galloping at lightning, as if mad. Finally, at dusk, the walls of Chang'an City appeared ahead.

At this time, Hong Ling was extremely tired, and she was completely supported by her perseverance. He ran 800 miles a day and 600 miles last night. He didn't sleep for a day and night, and his body was so stunning that he couldn't stand it. But few people knew that he had been starting from Liaodong for seven days and seven nights.

During these seven days and seven nights, he rested once every other day and one night, and only slept for two nights and one during the day, but ran on the road for six days and five nights.

During six days and five nights, he ran 7,000 miles in a row. Although the mileage in ancient times was not as good as that in later generations, it was still 5,000 miles away after conversion.

Hong Ling was so tired that he was shaking, but his spirit became extremely excited.

Chang'an City has finally arrived.

Because it was already evening and the Chang'an city gate was about to close, Hong Ling suddenly whipped the horse whip and pulled out the Hong Ling who was inserted behind her.

He raised Hong Ling high, and his whole body was excited again. He whipped the war horses madly, and let out a hoarse roar, shouting: "The Liaodong victory is a great battle, and the formation is 300,000. I am Hong Ling urgently sent me to report the victory, stop closing the door, stop closing the door..."

With a roar, he ran towards the city gate like crazy.

At this time, the Chang'an city gate was half closed, and the guards who were closing the city gate suddenly stopped all their actions.

A great victory in Liaodong?

We heard it right?

When did Liaodong fight?

It seems that our Tang Dynasty has not sent troops recently.

The soldiers guarding the city gate looked at each other, and their brains were buzzing for a moment.

Hong Ling ran frantically and finally got closer and closer to Chang'an City Gate, but no one expected that his excitement would kill him.

When a person is extremely tired, he is purely supported by a sense of perseverance. What is perseverance? Perseverance is a breath that is held in his chest. Once this breath is relaxed, the person's spirit will instantly decline.

Hong Ling rushed for six days and five nights. Seeing that he finally arrived in Chang'an City, his energy reached the top, and the breath he held in his chest had already relaxed.

Puff!

Just ten battles away from the city gate, the Hongling suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.

But he seemed to have fallen into an indescribable state, and he didn't know that blood was spurting out of his mouth. He still held the red feather high in his hand and kept roaring hoarsely: "The Liaodong Victory, the formation will be cut 300,000, and the Liaodong Victory, the formation will be cut 300,000, and I..."

He suddenly fell to the ground while shouting, and his whole body slammed straight into the gate of Chang'an City.

This situation seems incredible to later generations, but there were many examples in ancient times. The soldiers guarding the city seemed to have quite experience, and immediately knew that the Hongling was afraid that he could not bear it.

Only the Hong Ling was anxious to not know his situation.

Although he fell off his horse, he thought he was riding a horse to win. He grabbed the red feather tightly in his hand, still roaring and shouting, "The Liaodong victory is a great battle, and I kill 300,000 in formation. I am Hong feathered and quickly give way and dodge..."

Amid the shouts, the breath quickly became declining.

At this time, a figure flashed from the city gate, and a general rushed out suddenly. The general rushed to Hong Ling's rushing forward like a madman. He hugged Hong Ling from the ground with a quick hand, then shouted like a thunderbolt, and shouted: "Comrade-in-law, wake up!"

However, Hong Ling was anxious to make her eyes blank, with an extraordinary flush on her face. His breath was extremely depressed, and blood foam splashed out from her mouth. He fell into an unknown state, repeating the unforgettable words, saying: "I am Hong Ling, who is here to report the victory, Liao... Liaodong, kill 300,000..."

The eyes of the goalkeeper were filled with tears. He suddenly rushed Hong Ling to carry him on his body. Then he shouted at the soldiers guarding the city like crazy and shouted: "Horse!"

In fact, he didn't need to shout, the soldiers had already brought a horse.

The goalkeeper hurriedly turned the horse on his back with red feathers on his back, and burst into tears and shouted again, "Comrade-in-law, hold on!"

He wiped his tears hard, and his face showed an extremely firm color, saying, "I will take you to the palace now, so you must let you complete your mission. Comrade, hold on, hold on, your Majesty is waiting for your news, and the whole Chang'an is also waiting for your news..."

Hong Ling was so excited that when he heard the word "mission", he was full of energy. At this time, he woke up from that unknown state and immediately knew that he could no longer hold on.

He suddenly struggled to get up, tore open his clothes and put his hands in his arms. He took out a thick piece of silk book from the most secret place in his arms, and stuffed it into the hands of the goalkeeper with the red feather.

Then.

He clasped his hands tightly on the general's neck, and his last roar in his life came out from his throat, saying, "The red feather will not fall, the messenger will not die, hold it up and shout for victory..."

"good!"

The goalkeeper burst into tears and really raised Hong Ling high. He thrust his whip with his other hand and shouted: "Do away, I am Hong Ling's urgent envoy!"

He was obviously the goalkeeper of Chang'an City, but at this moment he claimed to be Hong Ling's urgent man, just because of the Hong Ling in his comrade's hand that he wanted to complete the unfinished mission of his comrade.

The war horse neighed and rushed into Chang'an from the city gate.

At this time, there was no curfew in Chang'an City, and there were still endless pedestrians on the street. However, the goalkeeper ignored it. He held up his red feather and kept roaring, roaring: "I am Hong feather and I am here to report the victory. In the battle in Liaodong, I will kill 300,000..."

The whole long street made way for him.

Whether it is a leisurely scholar and tourists, or a small business vendor, everyone consciously dodges and avoids them, standing on both sides to watch the horses running wildly.

They knew the general riding a horse and knew that he was the general guarding the city gate. When they saw the urgent red wing behind the goalkeeper, they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts.

They saw it very clearly that Hong Ling had closed her eyes quickly. However, she still did not forget her mission until she died, and her hands tightly wrapped around the goalkeeper's neck.

Gradually, someone clasped his fists with his hands, and gradually, the street became silent.

Only the sound of the horse's hooves was roaring, as if the entire Chang'an was shrouded in the roar of the goalkeeper.

"I am Hong Ling urgently sent to report the victory..."

...

Finally arrived at the palace and saw the main entrance.

The goalkeeper's official position was not high and he was not qualified to enter the palace according to the rules. However, he had no intention of stopping his horse. Instead, he raised his red feather and roared again, roaring: "Doway!"

The Yulin Guard in front of the palace gate really made way for him.

Not only did he make way, but someone helped to open the road, but he saw the general guarding the palace gate running wildly and actually ran at a speed that was no less than a war horse.

So the entire palace was filled with thunderous roars!

"The great victory in Liaodong, Goguryeo pacified..."

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the voice became more and more exciting. After only half a cup of tea, hundreds of knights suddenly rushed out of the palace. All of these knights were Royal Hundred Knights. They rushed to the major gateways in Chang'an City.

Whenever the Hundred Riders arrived at their home, they immediately issued Li Shimin's oral order, with an extremely firm tone, with unquestionable indecision:

"The emperor's order was passed, and all civil and military officials immediately entered the palace. The emperors, generals and ministers gathered in the Tai Chi Hall. The Tang Dynasty will have a night court today."

Day at night?

I have only heard of going to the morning court in history, and I have never heard of going to the night court. However, Li Shimin set this precedent, and all civil and military officials went to the night court today.

Not only civil and military officials, but also underage princes in the royal family must participate.

Everyone must gather in Tai Chi Hall and face a dead Hong Ling who was eager to win the victory...

It is now the seventh year of Zhenguan, and Li Shimin's authority is becoming more and more stable. No minister dares to resist the emperor's orders openly. Even the four surnames and six hopes must obediently follow it.

Soon, the entire Chang'an street became lively.

But when they saw carriages appear one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, the civil servants ride cars, and the generals ride horses, everyone rushed to the palace, and gradually more than 1,500 people gathered in front of the gate of the Tai Chi Hall.

In the past, when the Tang Dynasty went to court, the number of people generally did not exceed 300. Occasionally, some political affairs were stalemate, so there were about 800 dynasties.

As for the number of people reaching 1,500, there are only two such court meetings a year, once on New Year's Day and once on Winter Solstice. This is called a grand court meeting and must not be absent for no reason.

There was never a night to go to court, and it was even more impossible for the grand court to be placed at night. However, Li Shimin sent a hundred cavalry officers to issue an oral order, summoning more than 1,500 ministers to come to court at night.

This incident was strange, which made the ministers feel very puzzled. Some ministers were even more worried, and they always felt that several major events might happen tonight.

Chang'an is the imperial capital, and no news can be hidden. Not long ago, they have learned that Hong Ling urgently entered the city. Many people already knew that Liaodong had won a great victory.

Just a big victory!

Rewarding according to merit is the same.

Why do you have to make such a big fanfare that you will hold the night court in the big evening?

Night morning...

These two words are unheard of, and have set a precedent in all dynasties.

In recent years, the Tang Dynasty often won battles. After the battle, Hong Ling often rushed to report victory. Occasionally, there were cases where the news was urgently exhausted and he died of exhaustion on the spot. But I never heard of a messenger who had to fight because of exhaustion.

Once things are abnormal, they often mean that they are unpredictable, and what ministers fear the most is that they are unpredictable.

Boom!

The gate of Taiji Hall suddenly opened, but saw two Jinwu Guards standing at the door and said, "Your Majesty has an order, please ask all the ministers to go to court."

Go to court!

Day at night!

The ministers looked at each other and entered the door according to their own positions. The first batch of ministers who entered the door were stunned at first, with an extremely unexpected look on their faces.

But seeing huge butter candles burning in the hall, illuminating the entire Tai Chi Hall as bright as daylight. To everyone's surprise, Li Shimin arrived early.

This sets another precedent!

Throughout the years, there has never been any statement from emperors or other ministers in court.

Moreover, Li Shimin did not sit on the dragon throne, but stood in the center of the court hall with his hands behind his back. On the ground in front of the emperor, a messenger was lying on the ground, and beside the messenger, kneeling on one knee, the gatekeeper of Chang'an City.

When the ministers entered the hall one after another, Li Shimin was looking up at the top of the hall with his hands behind his back. He suddenly sighed softly, and said with a deep meaning: "I have been waiting for today for many years..."

Just seven words made some of the ministers' hearts faintly vaguely.

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Chapter completed!